Lyric

I dreamed I’d stir the wind

But speaking out was never allowed

Caught in grown-up storms

Drifting far, carried away somehow

Some happiness earned

Some regrets learned

Days piled up —

Not all bad, somehow

A faintly trembling windmill inside my chest

Still searching for the breeze I let slip past

Though no wind blows anymore

Why does it still shake so sore?

All should be right and done

So why does it still hum?

The memory of wind grows distant

Now there’s nothing left to say

I blow grown-up winds

Trying to blend and drift away

Between the buildings’ rushing air

I gaze beyond the sky somewhere

Does the wind I gave up on that day

Still softly blow far away?

A faintly trembling windmill inside my chest

Still searching for the breeze I let slip past

Though no wind blows anymore

Why does it still shake so sore?

All should be finished now

So why does it still howl?

Deep within my quiet heart

A windmill softly turns apart

The wind I thought I’d left behind

Ah, once more, in my mind

The hidden windmill stored away

Shivers quietly every day

Secret and small it seems to be

Ah, once more, come back to me